My husband is in mental decline. I love him more than life. But I wouldn't hand him a decision on our checking account, let alone who to pardon.
Pink elephants, teletubbies, a building, let's pardon all that. That's what happens with dementia. An unfortunate truth.
Oh gosh I'm tired...I read it as 'decapitated' and went into wtf mode
This is exactly what happened when my husband had his first set of strokes...unjabbed btw
A thousand times yes. I babysit 5 toddlers...one in preschool. So, the plague. Every time anyone starts a sniffle I hit the ivm. I haven't gotten any of the plagues at all in this calendar year.
Well all my days end in "Y", so anything goes at this point
If you had told my grandma (died in the 80s and would be well over 100 now) that the news would someday be perched on ppl with names like Catturd, she'd have whipped you silly with the nearest LA Times(Sunday edition).
This is some toddler bullshit
She's impressed his butt doesn't crunch and crinkle when he shifts in his chair, like she's used to with her husband.
Every plague our massive family has received this year has blown past me. I maybe get a sniffle for an hour, and then it's gone. I smoke...so...I don't know. But way back in 2020 when the covid was all anyone talked about, an ENT doc friend of mine was telling me his own theory about how smokers would probably come out better than the rest if they did get covid. Among us, I did come out better.
"You smell so nice...."
Built for times such as these
It's almost like.....
He looks like the kid who put cayenne pepper in their shorts
They only wanted to decoder ring....no worries
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Not a fan of over nannying ppl, tbh. How about the disabled guy whose only crime was taking some Pfizer drug that caused a stroke, leaving him unable to work and very little quality of life remaining, yet one of his only remaining joys is oreos and milk? Not everyone on food stamps is a dirt bag. Some are just stuck.
When I moved to the country/ rural Midwest, it was an adjustment. Quiet. No sirens. Hard to sleep! But now we are a quarter mile from the train and a mile from an airfield....so at least there's that. City natives get used to noise hypnosis and being on edge. I'm nervous if it's too quiet now.
Yep. Never again.
I grew up in the 70s-90s in Los Angeles. Was always terrified. So much for that theory.
Starting to wonder if you lived in my neighborhood.
Nescafe' won't save you now. It's the facts of life. ;)
I agree. Can't force love out of someone's heart. You can only offer yours to them, hoping it'll grow and catch on. Oh, the frustration of being a mere human;)
Bless you. Someone said it! I've been trying to get this very notion thru to ppl FOREVER. I pray we all learn to do this. It's not as hard as it seems.
Godzilla had a stroke trying to read all that
Lol ... wish it were that simple honestly. His is result of nearly a dozen strokes caused by drug interactions his worthless general practitioners didn't bother to disclose